Doom Ic

Datih

One of the prey had grabbed hold of the Ooman, but she managed to injure it by stabbing into the mouth of the creature from below, pinning that killing tongue in place. He stepped up and stabbed the creature from below, wrenching his spear free as it crashed through the roof and onto the ground.

He de-cloaked and after a quick scan, placed his spear against the wall, he drew his knife and used it to cut off the end of the tail, drawing a piece of cord from his survival pouch, he drew the remains of the Ooman knife from the creature's head and secured the tail tip to the knife's handle.

He stowed away his knife, picked up his spear and turned to face the Ooman, holding out the hybrid knife to her, "Use"
 
Sgt Laura Branning

“Thanks” Laura said to the “good” monster as she put the make shift knife in place of her now melted combat knife. She pushed away the ceiling tiles, and climbed up to the metal stairs to the transport dropship. The ship was still there and looked undamaged.

“Good” she said to herself. They had not locked the exterior doors to the ship, but she doubted the bad monster knew how to open doors. She pressed the open button and the ship’s side door opened, were the pilots entered the ship.

“Ok Good Asshole…” She said to the creature following her. “We kill prey soon. Blowing up the old space ship and the base power plant.” When she said blowing… she made an explosion with her hands. “Do you need a ride?” she asked as she climbed into the transport ship.

Duke’s Team

“FUCK” Duke gasped as he looked at the security cameras in the base power plant control room. He saw a lot of monsters started to swarm the power plant. The holograms Greg had produced were doing their job. His men were positioned to defend the plant control room, but he sure hoped the transport ship showed up soon!
 
Datih

He looked at the ship of the Ooman, he understood what she meant, but he had work to do. He shook his head and turned away, readying his spear as he moved away from the blast zone of the ship, moving towards the faint sound of Prey approaching.

Greg

They pushed through the maintenance door that Greg had marked, running as fast as they could along the route blinking on his arm console. Sandra started to lag, Greg grabbed her arm, pulling her along with them.

"No stopping, we have company."

At his words, a creature burst through the ceiling behind them, it's claws digging into the smooth floor as it tried to regain it's feet to chase after them.

"How did you . . . " Hawk's question got cut off as a blue plasma bolt speared over them to slam into the creature, killing it instantly.

"Motion sensors." Greg responded as more plasma bolts started to fire out behind them, killing more of the monsters as they swarmed into the corridor.
 
Sgt Laura Branning

Laura climbed into the cockpit of the transport ship. She was not the normally the pilot or co-pilot of the transport. But she was trained to fly the thing, in case everyone else was injured or dead. She was not crazy about the way the cockpit was designed. It was cluttered with instruments and displays. Giving the cockpit a very claustrophobic feel. She could barely turn around without running into something. She stored her weapon and took off her battle helmet to provide more room. Then she started the engines and communicated with Duke.

“Duke., this is Branning, getting ready to head for your position” Laura reported. There was a slight delay and followed by crackling communications from Duke.

“Delay departure, Greg’s team will be at your location in 1 minute.” Duke ordered.

“Roger” Laura replied.

To prepare for Greg' team's arrival, she got out of her cockpit seat to lower the transport’s rear ramp. That was when she remembered, when they arrived… they had never raised the ramp. Something or someone had raised the ramp and that could only be done from inside the ship. The monsters might not know how to open doors… but one could easily push the large closing ramp button inside the combat bay.

“FUCK” Laura gasped as she saw something coming at her from the combat bay!
 
Datih

He was stalking prey, it was sneaky, managed to elude him. What he found strange was that the Ooman entered the ship, the door closed behind her, and then as she sat in the front, the door opened again. Datih knew that she was alone, there was no other Ooman to open that door.

Most people who came in contact with the Yautja, thought them to be hunters, focused on one purpose only, and had no real intelligence, even despite their technology. While most of it was true, Hunters only focused on one Prey and held to their code, but they also knew how to think and the smartest Hunters were old Hunters. Datih was still a Youngblood, but he was not stupid.

He rapidly made his way back to the Ooman ship, reaching the open door as a large Prey specimen attacked the Ooman. The Ooman had no weapon except her hybrid knife. He rushed forward and managed to grab hold of the Prey's tail just as it reached out for the Ooman. He pulled backward, halting the forward motion of the Prey.
 
Greg

Greg looked over his shoulder, watching the uncloaked creature standing against the swarming creatures. He slid to a stop, "GO! RUN!"

Sandra looked frightened at him, he shoved her to run and she took off after Hawk, he turned and raised his rifle, opening fire, adding his fire to that of the creature. He emptied a clip, drew the last of his HE grenades, activated it and lobbed it into the mass of dead and squirming bodies.

The creature saw the grenade, turned its head to look at Greg, Greg motioned with his arm. "Let's go!"

For a moment the creature stood still, then it turned and ran towards Greg's position, Greg reloaded and lay down covering fire, as the last of his round rattled out of the rifle, the grenade detonated. Greg ducked behind the doorframe as shrapnel and body pieces flew down the hallway.

He turned and started down the hallway, the creature was either gone or cloaked as he could not see it. He ran as hard as he could, he could still see Hawk and Sandra up ahead.
 
Laura

“Nothing can fuck up my day like having my face ripped off by an alien monster.” Laura thought as the creature approached her. She had removed her helmet, and placed her weapon out of reach. She only had her make shift knife available to her.

Her options were limited, but she first tried to avoid the conflict. “Nice monster…now go away” Laura said as the thing approached her with purpose and menace.

She thought about running, but the cockpit was too cramped, there was really no place to hide.

She did not have the time to “Play dead” and see if the thing went after something else. So as the creature lunged at her, she dodged away from its biting jaws.

“Missed me” She yelled as a claw came around to rip her in two. She just managed to twist away from it enough, so that when the claw tore open her armored suit, she was not hurt. But the attack gave her an idea. The creature was on top of her now, pinning her to the bulkhead.

But before it could attack, the rear ramp of the transport opened up and the good asshole monster was there. It grabbed the creature’s tail and prevented it from getting closer to Laura. That would not save Laura as the creature was still close enough to bite her. The creature’s jaws opened and were aimed at her head!

Just as they closed on Laura’s head, she ducked away, and the creature bit into the transport’s main coolant line. The super cool liquid hydrogen sprayed directly into the monster’s face and jaws. Freezing them. Laura took that opportunity to slip away. She watched as the coolant froze the monster's head. Then she slam her makeshift knife into that bulbous head The monster’s head shattered like an ice sculpture.

Dead, the good monster pulled the headless creature out of the transport.

“Thank You” Laura said as she closed the valve on the ruptured coolant pipe.

Greg’s Team

Sandra was running as fast as she could. Greg had saved her a few times. She was scared, no doubt about that. But that was not what had gotten her into danger. It was that she was unsure of herself and what to do. Greg did not hesitate. It was amazing to her. He was certain and sure, and thus had saved himself and her.

Hawk was just in front of her as they entered the platform building. There was broken ceiling, wires hanging in the hallway, spitting out sparks. In the broken pile of ceiling tiles was a dead monster. Sandra could tell there had been a hell of a fight here.

Hawk slowed down as he saw the dead monster, but Sandra knew that in combat, hesitation can get you killed. She grabbed Hawk’s shoulder pulled him some and screamed “KEEP RUNNING”.

She got ahead of Hawk, who was now following her. She hit the metal stairway and quickly climbed to the transport platform. There she saw one of other creatures pulling a dead monster from the transport ship. She also heard Sgt Branning yell “Thank You”

She wanted to stop and figure this all out, but knew there was no time. She ran right by the new creature and boarded the ship. She took a position to provide cover fire to help Greg, in case he was still being chased. Hawk soon joined her.

“Fucking weird” Hawk admitted

“The Alien creatures?” Sandra asked

“No” Hawk said still in a bit of shock “Sgt Branning made a friend and said thank you”
 
Greg

Greg raced up onto the landing platform, pausing briefly to see Sargeant Branning in the cockpit, the engines warming up already. One of the cloaked creatures was busy checking on the dead creature. OK fuck, they had to have names, but for now, he just knew that the one on two legs with the mask and dreadlocks was one of the good guys for now.

He rushed through the door, noticing two other creatures dropping their cloaks and stepping up to the taller one, they were talking as he punched the button to close the cargo door.

"We're in, ready for dust off, two minutes remaining."


Datih

His two brothers joined him as the Oomans made ready to leave, they reported that the Prey had found enough hosts in the Ooman building and crashed ship to create an army, the Queen was still in the ship, but their sensors picked up that a self destruct has been activated.

Datih nodded, they will have to leave, from what he had seen from these warriors, they will not allow anything to remain, they turned to look as the ship took off, then he motioned for his brothers to follow, they activated their cloaks and made their way back to their ship.
 
Laura

Laura’s history as a Transport pilot was similar to her record as a marine in the United Space Marines Tactical Assault Squad. Brilliant but toxic to herself and everyone around her. 5 years ago, she had been on a training flight and took her transport down to 100 feet above the ground and flew it between skyscrapers and other urban structures, according to the FAA's preliminary "Pilot Deviation Report". She did not have a waiver "for low-level high-speed flight over populated areas," the incident report had stated.

The report went on to declare she had committed "careless or reckless aircraft operation," "unauthorized low-level flying" and failed to comply with a requirement not to exceed 500 knots when flying under 10,000 feet above sea level.

When asked why she had done it, her reply was “Train like you’d fight! In fucking combat, that is how I would fly the transport!” She was grounded after investigation.

Now Laura was flying the transport exactly like the same way she had flown it 5 years ago. The delay to pick up Greg’s team had put them off the mission timeline. She was determined to make up some of that time by flying at maximum speed. The transport zipped between the weird shadowy rock formations, base structures, and drifting acetylene clouds.

Laura piloted the transport directly into one of those clouds. From through the mist, the power plant roof suddenly appeared. Laura pitched up the transport, stopping it forward momentum perfectly as it landed on the roof. Either she had been extremely lucky, or it was some brilliant flying.

She opened the rear hatch on the transport, when she saw one of the bad monsters on the roof.

“MONSTER AT 8 o’clock” She yelled to the marines in the transport bay of the ship.
 
Greg

Sgt Branning's warning brought a swift end to the creature as all weapons swung that way and unleashed hell upon the creature. The warning started to flicker on Greg's arm screen, "30 seconds! Go, go, go!"
Even though Laura had brought the transport up to the extraction point at record speed, they were cutting it very close. Greg rushed to the front, slipping into the co-pilot seat next to Laura.

"You're not a pilot." She told him flatly, he gave her a slight grin.

"Neither are you Sargeant."

He plugged in his laptop and started downloading the data into the mainframe, as he did that, his hands worked the controls.

"Go!" Duke yelled from the back, Laura pushed the thrusters and they started to lift off.

"Fuck, we're not going to make it." She said softly

"Don't worry, I got you," Greg muttered, when the bay door light indicated green, he typed a string of commands into the console and suddenly the shuttle overrode all safeties and the thrusters roared as almost three times the maximum allowed fuel got pushed through them.

The shuttle screamed upwards, just as a bright white light flashed behind them on the ground and the large ship disintegrated, swallowing up the explosions from the installation.
 
Laura

Laura looked over to Greg, as the transport accelerated away from the blast wave. “You are not half bad at providing tech support” She complimented him.

They were all going to make it. Laura knew it was over. The twin explosions of the power plant and ancient spaceship had destroyed 30 square miles of the planet's surface. No monster could have survived those blasts. She glanced out the view port and saw Sattari Z-776 growing smaller as they sped away.

“Everyone, prepare for hyperdrive” Laura announced to everyone in the transport bay. “It still works, right?” She asked Greg, who was sitting next to her.

He smiled and nodded. Laura pushed a few buttons and then engaged the Hyperdrive system.

“Is this how all your missions go?” Greg asked. This had been his first mission since joining the unit.

“Pretty much” Laura replied as if she had been through this kind of shit a hundred times. But she had to admit this mission had been rougher than normal. Dr Evert poked her head around the corner and grabbed Greg and kissed him. Laura was not sure if Greg welcomed the kiss or even knew it was coming. But it was as hot and passionate as a kiss could be. As the two broke apart, Dr Evert said to Greg “Here is your gun back.” She handed him her gun. “See you when we get back to earth?” She asked. Greg nodded yes

When the doctor was gone, Laura could not help herself and said “Marine… I think you have one more mission to complete before you are off duty. And I’m counting on you to perform at your best”

“What? You ordering me to perform well in bed?” Greg asked, not believing what he was hearing

“Yes” Laura answered. “You action on and off duty are a direct reflection of leadership. No "one and done"… I want you to fuck her all night long, until she is fully satisfied.” Laura ordered.

Greg laughed “I understand and will comply”

Epilog

Duke and the team all received medals.

Dr Evert returned with mountains of data on both aliens they had encountered. Of special note, she had been completely satisfied by Greg when they returned to earth.

Snake, unknown to anyone on the team, had also brought back one of the unhatched eggs that he had placed in statis. He received the highest award for the mission. The egg was secreted away and not given to Dr Evert. Snake was taken off Duke's team and placed on special assignment.
 
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Epilogue 2

Datih, A'dqiinth, and Do'sall successfully escaped the planet and returned to their planet with trophies of their kills, recordings of their battle, and new information on the humans they had encountered. As newly blooded hunters, they were welcomed into their families and they joined the Great Hunt. Finding new prey and hunting them to add to the first Prey trophies.

Epilogue 3

The Xenomorphs were completely wiped out

This is the end of the story, thank you for reading along
 
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